Let Go Of That Primordial Man

The music starts~ A long shout sounded from the mouth of a leader of the Ji tribe.

Then, the four elite warriors of the Ji clan solemnly pressed the start button of the integrated stereo with a large speaker on the handle.

Suddenly, the loud music began to resound just outside the city.

At the same time, there were two large groups of women, all wearing dresses made of the native flower cloth that is a specialty of Black Rock City.

They were divided into two teams, one on the left and one on the right beside the road.

After the music started playing, they almost immediately started moving to the exciting rhythm.

The women on the left side of the road were performing square dance; the women on the right side were performing the extremely cheerful Yangko dance.

Two different dance types danced at the same time under the same music; and they were intertwined without any sense of contradiction, which was absolutely magical.

Obviously, regarding the arrival of the inspection team led by His Majesty Emperor Niu Laoye.

The senior officials of the Ji's tribe paid great attention to this, but in just two days, they put in a lot of effort and meticulous preparations!

Although, these are popular methods that originate from the Thunder Mountains and are highly sought after in other areas.

This is also the first time for a big girl to get into a sedan chair for the Ji tribe to try and organize something like this; however, it seems that the effect is quite good.

At least, that's what they think...

It is also in this kind of music and intoxicating dance.

Several huge rocs and various large birds slowly landed on the ground; the crowd of six to seven hundred people above, led by Mr. Niu, got off their mounts.

Mr. Niu and others were on the ground, having just established their feet.

A group of indigenous people, who still wrapped themselves in floral robes and even thick furs in this sweltering 40-degree environment, came forward with enthusiasm on their faces.

Even without explanation, Mr. Niu could guess that these people were the leaders of the Ji clan.

But after taking a look at his own body, wearing a thin beach suit and cool flip-flops, Mr. Niu still couldn't guess that these people were not hot when they were dressed like this.

Could it be! Do they think dressing up like this will show their sincerity?

Sure enough, under the introduction of the accompanying Wudian disciple Ji Qing, these natives who came forward were all named leaders of the Ji clan.

Among them, the old man with white hair and beard who leads the group is the leader of the Ji clan: Ji Sheng.

After accepting the visit from these people, Mr. Niu didn't even have time to say a few words of encouragement to these people; only at the signal of the old guy Zi Sheng, a group of strong boys came running forward happily.

In their hands, each held a bouquet of wild flowers and offered them to Master Niu and others one after another.

To be honest, under such a fierce sun exposure, even if the plants in the mountains and forests were not burned to death, they would have died long ago.

It must have taken a lot of effort for the Ji tribe to find so many wild flowers in the mountains and forests.

Behind the boys, there was another group of plump women, carrying a huge pottery bowl with smiles on their faces. The bowl was filled with liquid that was far away.

Mr. Niu could smell it, it was the smell of alcohol that burned the knife to a high degree.

At this time, Mr. Niu still couldn't tell. The Ji tribe heard the gossip somewhere and deliberately imitated the most popular and grand welcome ceremony of Luo Lei Empire.

This shows that their respect for themselves is absolutely genuine and unadulterated.

The problem is, after Mr. Niu experienced Mr. Xiong’s unique welcome ceremony last time, he felt more and more that the welcome in front of him was simply sinful.

The initiator of this welcome routine in front of him was himself.

Therefore, under such a welcome, Mr. Niu felt that his toothache was extremely severe.

But since it was his own fault, this guy could only squeeze out a smile and grit his teeth to hold on...

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On the other hand, everyone in the Ji clan felt that such a scene was very good.

Take for example the farmer Ji Yong among them: just look at those plump figures twisting hard under the exciting rhythm.

Especially the beautiful skirts of the floral fabric dresses that were constantly fluttering during the rotation; his heart was filled with fascination and yearning.

There is even some indescribable pride and pride.

No matter how depressed they are, the Ji tribe still possesses a heritage and strength that other tribes cannot imagine; they are still the ones that small tribes need to work hard to catch up with.

Such a grand welcome ceremony can only be organized by the limited tribes such as the Ji clan in the entire Central Plains region!

Even the Ji clan once had a population of millions.

Just because of many years of wars, diseases and natural disasters, the population of the Ji tribe has been reduced to just over 300,000.

However, they are still the eight major clans in the Central Plains region.

Maybe if the rankings were done again, they could all go from the bottom of the rankings to the astonishing position of the top three now.

You must know that the Ji clan and other tribes, because they followed the previous master of the Witch Palace, Netherworld was too close.

In the battle with Mr. Niu, he suffered unimaginable losses; now it is said that the tribe's population will soon fall below the one hundred thousand mark...

After going back and forth like this for more than half an hour.

When Mr. Niu felt that the muscles on his face were stiff from smiling, the welcome ceremony that made him so painful finally came to an end.

Then, Mr. Niu and others were welcomed into Qingmu City.

Walking in the huge Qingmu City, Mr. Niu discovered at this time that the so-called eight major clans in the Central Plains really had quite profound foundations.

The area of ​​Aoki City is even larger than that of Black Rock City.

Basically all the houses are made of stone, the streets on the ground are all paved with bluestone, and the drainage ditches on both sides are also dug very reasonably.

After all, this is the main city built by the Ji clan after hundreds of years of continuous construction.

It is a pity that such a city, which could be considered quite good in the primitive era, will be helplessly abandoned soon.

Perhaps when the Ji family returns here again, all they will see is ruins and desolation...

After that, Mr. Niu and others were welcomed into a stone palace, which covers a considerable area; even if there were so many people in the entire inspection team, it was not crowded at all after entering together.

Here, the Ji tribe had already prepared their best meals for the arrival of Master Niu and others.

The problem is that when Mr. Niu, who was sitting at the top position, saw the large wooden basin full of instant noodles being brought to him, he instantly lost his appetite.

Good guy! In the ten kilograms of instant noodles, at least five kilograms of large fatty meat slices were put into it; and then such a thing was stewed.

Moreover, it seemed that every piece of fat was larger and thicker than his palm.

This basin of instant noodles was served by the head of the Ji clan, Ji Sheng, personally. Mr. Niu carefully noticed one of the details:

When looking at this basin of instant noodles, this old guy couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Obviously, under the current conditions, even as the clan leader, he has not eaten these things for a long time.

As a result, Mr. Niu sadly realized that in the face of the Ji tribe's abundant affection, he had to bite the bullet and eat every last bit of it.

It’s still the same sentence: You must bear the sins you have committed with gritted teeth!